One thing I have learned over the course of our church’s afflictions is that when a saint’s body gives way, their spirit builds up. They get smaller, and God gets bigger, as if their passing is itself a foretaste of the day Christ will put all things in subjection under his feet. And we are not annihilated on that day but redeemed, resurrected, restored. When we die, we get smaller and God gets bigger, that he might be all in all (1 Cor. 15:28). Jared WilsonIf anyone is serious about writing (or art in general) it’s important to
get beyond what we usually like to call “inspiration.” In fact, that’s
the wrong word. That first swell of love we have for a potential work
isn’t inspiration, it’s infatuation. And just like in human
relationships, once the infatuation fades, the real work of love begins.
And it’s in the context of that real work—that work in which you may
seem at times to fall out of love with the object of your labor—it’s in
that work that real inspiration takes place. And it’s out of that hard
labor that a work of art is finally hewn.
- Pete Peterson

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Wife of 1 and mother of 4, I've always got my head in a book or in the clouds. We live in Melbourne, where my husband teaches university students about Jesus. I love writing and teaching women about Jesus, and I once wrote a PhD on the Puritan experience of enjoyment of God. Welcome to my blog, in which I try to be honest about my sins and struggles as I reflect on getting to know God in the midst of life.